A society needs some workers busy digging ditches,
while others are stuck screening would-be rock groupies
for sufficient enthusiasm. Thanks, Obama!
This is the wrong job for married people, that’s all
that need be said. The hungrier bird
gets the worm. They make damned sure they do.
Some try to fight their way backstage. The drive
can be fearsome to see. I won
the employment lottery when they hired me on,
the band with the platinum album,
who they all want up and next to. A few
may get past, finally meet their proxy demigods,
human after all, after the show.
I can block a doorway ‘til sunrise. Try me.
The tour moves on tomorrow morning, to a string
of venues packed with Venuses
of persuasive charm and beauty.
Why you? Convince me.
TODD MERCER moderates the Writers Squared Series for the Great Lakes Commonwealth of Letters. He won the first Woodstock Writers Festival’s Flash Fiction contest. His chapbook, Box of Echoes, won the Michigan Writers Cooperative Press contest and his digital chapbook, Life-wish Maintenance (2015) appeared at Right Hand Pointing. Mercer’s poetry and fiction appear in journals such as The Camel Saloon, Camroc Press Review, and Main Street Rag Anthologies.